After the report was submitted, Zhang Dongxiang began to pace around the room with an anxious look on his face.
Fang Zhengyi remained calm and composed, drinking his tea calmly and picking up the newspaper to occasionally criticize.
Xie Xian was asked to make a fake newspaper, and the content on it was written by the newspaper reporters on the spur of the moment.
But this article is so poorly written!
It's like a battle manifesto, which does boost the momentum, but it uses too many allusions!
Such articles are not suitable for ordinary people to read. It seems that the old problem of that group of scholars has come back again.
You always want to say something elegant when you have nothing to do. If you don't change this habit, your salary should be deducted!
"Uncle, take a break! It's getting dark."
"Even if you're not tired, I feel tired just looking at you. You're old, so stay calm! Stay calm when something happens!"
"What are we having for dinner tonight?"
Zhang Dongxiang turned his head and said angrily, "Eat? You only know how to eat! Do you think it's that simple?!"
"Changing some rules is not a big deal, but if public opinion spreads and it becomes difficult to deal with, that would be terrible!"
"Give me the newspaper, I'll take a look at it!"
After saying that, he stepped forward and snatched the newspaper from Fang Zheng's hand.
Fang Zheng smacked his lips and looked at Zhang Dongxiang with some disdain.
Haha, the people of Jingguo always like to reconcile and compromise. For example, if you say that this room is too dark and you need to open a window here, they will definitely not allow it. But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will come to reconcile and be willing to open the window.
Now you feel that changing some rules is no big deal. It’s no use trying to reason with you earlier!
Zhang Dongxiang used his fingers to gesture and looked carefully at each line of the newspaper with difficulty.
It seems that learning to read is extremely difficult.
Fang Zhengyi took the candle and approached with a smile: "Uncle, it's not that dark out there, is it? Is it really that hard to see?"
"It's an old problem...I can't see clearly when I get old..." Zhang Dongxiang answered vaguely.
Still looking for loopholes in the article.
It may be said unintentionally, but it may be listened to intentionally.
Fang Zhengyi suddenly reacted!
Presbyopia! ?
!!!
Why didn’t I think of glasses?
Many scholars work by burning lamps and staying up late, which is extremely harmful to their eyes, especially the lighting effects of oil lamps and candles are not very good.
So usually people who read too many books don’t have good eyesight.
As you get older your eyes become less useful.
Not only can it be used to treat myopia, it can also be used to make sunglasses, which have some practical functions as well as some decorative functions.
Even if people look down on it for the time being, you can still lead the trend!
This business is good! And the advertising spokesperson is right in front of us!
"Go away! Stay away from me. I get upset just by seeing you!"
Seeing Fang Zheng approaching him, Zhang Dongxiang didn't appreciate it and dodged away with the newspaper in his hand.
It’s all this guy’s fault. It was just a simple exam, but it caused so much trouble!
The Banshan Newspaper Company dares to say anything and report anything. In the future, the imperial court should take charge of it!
If you dare to get involved in the discussion of the imperial examination today, I dare not even imagine what you will do in the future!
Seeing that his discussion was in vain, Fang Zhengyi did not get angry. He sat back at the table and began to study the glasses in his mind.
The county has no experience in making this, but they are experienced in grinding lenses, so it is not difficult.
All you have to do is draw some sketches for them, make some lenses in batches, and then try them on some people with presbyopia or myopia, and you'll know, right?
Fang Zheng immediately took a piece of paper and a pen and started writing and drawing.
Zhang Dongxiang saw that he was moving strangely and drawing messy circles, but he didn't ask much.
Before long, Fang Zhengyi had already drawn dozens of drawings of eyeglass lenses, with some text analysis on them.
It is naturally impossible to accurately measure the light when fitting glasses, so you can only try to choose glasses within the appropriate range.
But even so, it is better than having blurry eyes and nearsightedness.
After finishing everything, Fang Zheng blew on the paper and smiled triumphantly.
I have a place in history books for this! The father of glasses is none other than Fang Zhengyi!
When the public housing was in silence, Guo Tianyang arrived late.
However, it was a little unusual that the decree was announced in the Imperial Examination Hall this time.
Even though he was still some distance away from the examination room, Guo Tianyang did not shout loudly until he saw Zhang Dongxiang before he began to announce the decree.
Zhang Dong couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw that it was Guo Tianyang's relative. He quickly put the newspaper on the table and went forward to receive the order!
Fang Zhengyi was so heartless that he even greeted him.
Guo Tianyang smiled at him, unfolded the imperial edict and said: "By the Heaven..."
After reading the decree, Guo Tianyang said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, please accept the decree. His Majesty knows that you have been worrying so much about the imperial examination and is happy in your heart. The things that His Majesty has bestowed have now been sent to your residence."
Zhang Dongxiang blinked his eyes after hearing the imperial edict, and he still couldn't comprehend the situation.
After Guo Tianyang finished speaking, he barely reacted and said hesitantly: "Eunuch Guo, His Majesty...didn't he say anything about public opinion?"
"What is the cabinet's reaction now? The one in the Mid-Levels newspaper..."
Before he could finish his words, Guo Tianyang waved his hand and said, "Mr. Zhang, I heard about this!"
"There are people who privately print newspapers on the market, and they say all kinds of things! You must have bought some unofficial newspapers! His Majesty has already arranged for people to clean up these unofficial newspapers, so please be careful during this period."
"And... Hey! Master Fang! What are you burning there? You can't play with fire in the Imperial Examination Hall!!"
Guo Tianyang screamed and pointed his index finger at Fang Zhengyi.
Zhang Dongxiang, who had not yet come to his senses, turned his head and looked behind him.
Fang Zheng put the candlestick on the ground, and the newspaper in his hand was half burned.
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